The aftermath

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My poem
I miss the past
I miss the life without you
I miss the life I had before
I miss how you didn't notice me
I miss the hope I had that you were good
But now all I'm left with is rage and truma
The pain the suffering I've gone through because of you I will never forget what you did and how it made me feel you left no choice but to hate you and my self
All I ask is why me out of all the people why did have to be me . Falling for you was the worst thing I ever done the way you treated the way you objectified me , used me for my body only thought of me as a sex doll with no emotions no voice you left me wondering was I just that bad or that I wasn't good enough for any guy the pain and suffering you've brought me what you did I can't forgive or forget it's hard to move on . The game you had me playing by letting you into my life bringing only pain and bad dreams . Your the only one who would do that use me as the girl you could fuck in every way .  I want to lose the game lose me and you in the process loose emotions .

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